Chasing butterflies
~
She chased a pretty butterfly,
the field a minty green
With Salvia and Baby's Breath,
a watercolor scene
As fast as her two feet could run,
she touched its silken wing,
so vivid, a kaleidoscope,
a stained-glass kind of thing
When suddenly the grasses swayed,
she felt herself ascend
Then laughed as every tree below
began to twist and bend
It seemed that something magical
had happened 'fore her eye
She sprouted wings, the silken kind,
she was a butterfly
She fluttered to a hyacinth
it's nectar sweet and tart
and then she found a brand new rose,
the perfect place to start
Her new wings took her everywhere,
from up to down below
Way over there to over here,
each way the wind did blow
She saw a stream meandering
and ripples from above
They held a special meaning
and were something she did love
Beside her flew a flock of geese,
they formed a perfect vee
Now headed back to someplace warm
in springtime harmony
She flitted near a dragonfly
that hovered very still
Above an emerald lily pad,
it gave her quite a thrill
A blue bird said, "good morning"
as it landed in a tree
A squirrel grabbed an acorn
as it waved so happily
When suddenly a gust of wind,
so fierce it made her fall
She fell and fell until she heard,
her mother's quiet call
"Come on, wake up, you sleepyhead,
the sun is shining bright".
She rubbed her eyes, now so relieved
her mom, a wondrous sight
She said, "I had the nicest dream,
I floated in the air
Across the field, the garden too,
I've got so much to share"
Its then she sat up rapidly,
a smile on her face
"I think I better hurry 'cause,
theres butterflies to chase"
~
Come on Soupers, let's go chase some butterflies!
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